I DON'T OWN ANYTHING. STEPHANIE MEYER OWN ALL RIGHTS. ENJOY!

I smiled as I finally unpacked my last box. You never really know how much crap you have till you have to unpack it all. We had just move to Washington, Forks or should I say back. Esme and Carlisle were at the hospital, so Carlisle could meet the staff because he would be starting work next week. Emmett and Jasper were out hunting and Rosalie and Alice were shopping. Just another normal day in my complicated life.

I sighed as I threw myself ever so dramatically onto my bed. I was tired, the whole house was unpacked and set up days before I could even unpack three boxes for my room. I heard a chuckle, I lifted my head to see my big brother, Edward.

"What are you laughing about?" I said a little annoyed.

"You're so stubborn. You could have had Esme unpack your room in a second, yet you insist on doing it yourself and now that it's been a week since we got here you're going to complain about how long it taken you to unpack all your junk." He said picking up one of my old trinkets. I glared at him. Why did he have to always know my plans. I looked at him with hatred, cursing at him through my mind, just cause I was an independent, little as they call me, girl he had to make fun of me.

"You know if mom ever found out that you were talking like that, she would make you eat soap for dinner." He said full of amusement.

"I'm not saying, I'm thinking." I said while sticking my tongue out at him. He chuckled again. "Your such a kid sometimes. See this is why Carlisle and Esme baby you." He said with even more amusement. I couldn't think of anything to say back but ,"Hey I didn't hear you knock before you came into my bedroom." He just laughed.

"So how long do you think we'll stay here this time?" He said helping me put some of my pictures up." I don't know hopefully for a long time. I have a feeling our lives are going to change in the next few years for the better." He looked at me confused. "Like how?"

"Maybe you'll get married!" I said jokingly already knowing where this talk would start heading. Edward snorted and rolled his eyes. "Well one thing is for sure, you're not getting a boyfriend." My eldest brother said who was leaning against my door frame with a smirk. It was seconds later that my second oldest brother appeared. "Unless of course you want him to be our next meal?" I rolled my eyes knowing where this conversation would go, as I've had it many of times.

"I didn't hear you guys knock." I mean come on, this was the most common manner people knew. Why didn't my brothers, who grew up in the age of manners not know this particular one! Edward being the smart Alec he is knocked on my self, and the other two smiled taking a step fully into my room. I groaned. "It doesn't matter you are not old enough to date." Emmett said pointing his finger. I was tempted to bite his finger but already knowing the results of what would happen to my teeth. I sadly had to restrain myself. Was it really that big deal? I knew being the youngest would be a challenge but I didn't know it meant that I had to be a virgin for the rest of my life. They all smirked fist bumping each other, walking out of my room. This fight definitely wasn't over.

"Well I'm sorry but that wasn't up for debate." I said crossing my arms. They stop dead in their tracks. I'm not sure which one but one of them said, "we'll see" and left closing the door with a slam. I sighed my brothers were so over protective of me that it was a little insane. Alice and Rosalie on the other hand seemed to like embarrassing me in front of boys they though would be perfect "suitors". As if anyone used that word anymore.

Alice will try to dress me in these stupid dresses and say "You'll never find someone with the clothes you pick out." And talking to my dad about it, forget it, he's as protective as my brothers if not more. The only person I can talk to is my mom. She doesn't judge my clothes or say I'm to young for a boyfriend, for God sakes I'm 91 years old only 15 years less then Edward yet he's old enough to date heck ten-years-old are allowed to date! I was brought out of thought when my sisters entered my room and began throwing out all of my clothes, replacing it with what I could only assume was what they had bought on their "small" shopping spree. I walked into my closet as they continued to rearrange it giggling. I looked around my mouth hanging wide open, shocked. I was never going to wear this fashion. Half of it, all of it wasn't even my style. It was their style. They turned around proud, Rosalie steppe forward with a smile, closing my mouth that had remained open. I gave them a glare as they continue with smiles I wanted to wipe off their faces.

They had came into my room without knocking and replaced my clothes without my permission. I had officially had enough today.

"You didn't knock! Get out!" I yelled shoving them out the door.

I took a minute to calm myself. Still inhaling and exhaling I turned around to look at the clothes. To be honest half of them didn't look that bad. Grabbing some of my old clothes that were in pile on the ground where the two had graciously thrown them I changed into blue sweat pants and a blue sleeveless shirt that showed a strip of my belly, I put my long brown curly hair in a high pony tail. It was an hour later when someone had been brave enough to come knock on my door. Knowing now the only ones with decent manners in the house were my parents, I quietly said come in. I found cool hands caressing my back and knew instantly it was my mom. "What's the matter honey?"

"Your children annoy me." I grunted into the pillow. It earned a chuckled. My mom pulled my comforter over me and I was grateful for the warmth. "Yes, I heard of the activities you mention, you know the one you won't participating in." My father said from somewhere above. I groaned knowing I had officially lost for the day. "Oh Carlisle stop." My mom admonished.

"It looks like you got a lot done in here sweetheart. You must be exhausted." I shrugged my shoulders still to comfortable to move. Maybe I was a little tired, which would explain my sour mood. "Sleep sweetie, I'll come fetch you in the morning to come help me with the garden." My mom said planting a kiss on my cheek. I nodded my head, yawning in the process. I felt my father tuck my hair behind my ear and whispering in it at the same time. "I will speak with your siblings on annoying you." He promised. I smiled looking up. "I love you daddy."

"And I you, Nickie Cullen."

SHE SLEEPS? HMM THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT IF SHE'S AND ETERNAL TEENAGER? OR IS SHE? STAY TUNNED TO FIND OUT! PLEASE REVIEW!